Interesting Vision

A storm blows the wind stronger than before. I hold on to the cliff top trying not to fall. The sky is dark violet and roaring thunders. The dangerous sea above me looks beautiful in the sunset light that comes through that side without clouds on the colorful canvas of wind. below me the rocks are like diamonds, deadly as them too with the sharp points heading skyward. i look back up and there you are with an outstretched hand trying to help but your figure vanishes like a vision as I let go the cliff. goodbye, I think as the rocks touch my skin.